Chapter 35
The sky darkened at some point, and the bright light of the crystal filled the entire living room.
Shen Wen's large robe fluttered as he hurried downstairs.
The butler was directing a group of monsters to complete today's cleaning work. When he saw his master coming, he hurried to greet him.
"Master, do you have any instructions?"
The butler has always been considerate and loyal. Although his human-skin face is full of wrinkles, he still maintains a standard smile in front of his master.
Chen Wen's robe was wet, with water stains on his chest and sleeves. His usually smooth hair fluttered on one side of his cheek. He looked a little disheveled, which was very different from his usual noble and arrogant appearance.
But Chen Wen didn't care about his inappropriate appearance at this time. He frowned and spoke in a hurried tone:
"Butler, do you know what medicine the sick child needs to take?"
The butler smiled confidently and opened his mouth, only to find that this really touched upon his blind spot in knowledge!
As a monster, the butler's understanding of humans is limited to the players who occasionally break into the castle.
Those players always break into the castle for unknown reasons, and after listening to the rules of the castle, they violate them recklessly.
However, after arriving at the castle, the lifespan of human players is generally limited to only a few days, and they rarely get sick.
The butler was unable to solve his master's problem, and felt ashamed, so he lowered his head and offered suggestions.
"The cook is very skilled in handling ingredients. Maybe she knows what to eat when you are sick?"
Chen Wen nodded, pursed his lips, walked quickly to the kitchen, and found the cook who was happily humming a song while chopping vegetables.
When the cook saw her master, a wrinkle instantly appeared on her chubby face, and she wiped her hands and trotted forward.
Without waiting for her to greet him, Chen Wen asked directly:
"Do you know what medicine or food a child with a fever or cold needs to take?"
The cook immediately let out an exaggerated "oh", covered her chest and took a step back.
"Is the little master sick? Oh my god, there must be something wrong with the cookies the pastry chef made this afternoon!"
The cook never forgets to criticize the pastry chef.
She pondered for a long time and finally remembered something.
"Before, a player secretly used my kitchen to make ginger soup in the middle of the night when I wasn't paying attention. I heard that his companion had a fever, so I thought the little master would need it too!"
Chen Wen knew too little about humans, and there were almost no medicinal herbs in his castle. Hearing what the cook said, he had no choice but to nod.
"Then make some ginger soup first."
The cook nodded hastily.
The cook was quick and skillful. She directed the maid to light a fire quickly, boil a thick ginger soup, add a spoonful of honey, put it on a plate and hand it to the owner.
Chen Wen took it, and without waiting for the housekeeper behind him to catch up, he turned around and walked upstairs in a hurry.
The cook wiped her hands and was about to follow, but was stopped by the housekeeper.
"Don't go up with me yet. Stay in the kitchen. If the little master is sick and needs something to eat at night, you may need to make it for him."
The cook immediately straightened her chest, a reliable look on her face, and patted her hands to make assurances.
"Don't worry, I won't sleep today and I will definitely guard the kitchen! I'm not like a pastry chef who can't be found at night!"
The butler nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this, and followed his master upstairs with the male servant.
The night fell unknowingly, and the sky above the castle was dark without moonlight, but gloomy.
The crystal lights make every corner of the castle bright and brilliant.
Chen Wen held the slightly hot plate and pushed open the bedroom door with a wave of his hand.
"Xingnuo? Don't go to sleep yet, come and have a bowl of ginger soup."
Given how clingy this little guy is, he will only act more like a spoiled brat if he gets sick. I'm afraid he won't be willing to drink this bowl of ginger soup obediently.
Chen Wen put the bowl on the bedside table, lifted the quilt and was about to say something to Xing Nuo, but when he looked down, he found that the little cub was no longer on the bed.
Chen Wen's hand that was lifting the quilt stopped in mid-air, and the curved corners of his eyes gradually became straight.
The look in his eyes returned to a distant and cold expression. Shen Wen half-lowered his eyes and withdrew his hand that was pinching the corner of the quilt.
He had forgotten that the little guy came in through a copy.
This copy will return to its normal time at night.
At this moment, perhaps the little boy has already seen his father at the original time.
That’s good, Chen Wen thought, his castle had no medicine or things the cubs needed when they were sick, so it was really not suitable for the cubs to stay.
The other dad must have prepared everything for the little cub.
Chen Wen sat at the head of the bed and pulled at his soaked sleeves.
It was a waste of effort to give this dirty little kid a bath.
***
The night was dark, and the ink-black darkness hung over the castle.
After drinking that small bowl of soup, the players all fell into a deep sleep.
They didn't sleep for long. After about half an hour, they woke up one by one, shaking their heads.
The players' furious and collapsed emotions that had lasted for two days were relieved in just half an hour of sleep.
The new female player covered her chest where her heart was beating steadily and powerfully, opened her mouth, and said "Fuck" softly.
"I don't feel that bad anymore!"
When I was in a bad mood before, I felt like I was on the edge of a cliff. I knew that if I took one step forward I would die, but I couldn't help but move forward.
It’s different now. The new female player doesn’t have any props on her, but she clearly feels that her condition has improved a lot!
At least, I don't have to overcome and suppress my suicidal and violent emotions anymore!
The players were feeling the changes in their bodies and were about to start a discussion when they suddenly heard a system prompt:
【bite! Congratulations to the player for following all the rules of the castle today and getting a hint - the corridor on the first floor. 】
The players suddenly opened their eyes wide, looked at each other, and their faces flushed with excitement.
It turns out that in this castle adventure copy, you will get hints if you follow all the rules!
No wonder their exploration has not made any progress in the past two days. It turns out that they haven’t even figured out the most basic rules!
The female player with a crew cut also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that her teammates were in better condition and she no longer had to worry about being backstabbed.
"We have to make a plan now and explore the corridor tonight. This is our only chance!"
It is not known how long the effect of this soup will last. Once tomorrow morning comes, the players' mood may begin to deteriorate again.
They can't always go to their little master and act, licking his face and asking for a bowl of soup, right?
The other players nodded as well, and they sat together to discuss tonight's actions.
The players were halfway through their discussion when they suddenly heard the system ringing again.
【bite! Player Wen Xingxue died! 】
The news that the players least wanted to hear came, and before they could even show despair, they heard the system broadcast:
[Congratulations to player Wen Xingxue for using S-level props to clear this game! 】
Players:? ? ?
Is this person dead or not?
Ordinary noobs like them couldn't understand the big guys' operations, but subconsciously, the players felt that Wen Xingxue must still be alive!
How could it be possible that the god-level boss who has always been at the top of the rankings died so easily?
The female player with a crew cut kept repeating the two sentences announced by the system and couldn't help but sigh.
"It seems that no matter what, we can only rely on ourselves tonight."
If Wen Xingxue was really dead, then they would have no way to continue hiding behind Wen Xingxue; if Wen Xingxue was not dead, he would be teleported out of the dungeon after completing the game, and they would still not be able to curry favor with him.
"Tonight's operation must succeed, failure is not allowed!"
***
Time goes back to the first few minutes of night.
Xingnuo's face was flushed red, his little chest rose and fell with slight breathing, and he coughed from time to time.
He is always so weak and gets a fever and falls ill every now and then.
Xingnuo was lying on the bed. Hearing the sound of his father's footsteps leaving, he tried to call out to his father with a hoarse voice.
"dad."
Unfortunately, no one responded.
Xingnuo thought that his father must have gone downstairs to boil medicine for the baby.
During the recent times when he was sick, the father was reluctant to let him soak in the pool and would only give him bitter medicine to drink.
Xingnuo was unwilling to drink the dark and bitter medicine. He coughed, opened the quilt, propped up his little body, and walked out the door with unsteady steps.
The second-floor corridor was brightly illuminated by the crystal chandeliers at night. Xingnuo stood in the long corridor and could see the spiral staircase on the left and the lobby on the first floor at a glance.
Xingnuo held onto the railing on the second floor, stepped on the soft carpet with his feet, and grunted and struggled as he moved towards the stairs.
He wanted to go downstairs and tell his father that he was not feeling uncomfortable at all and did not need to take medicine.
Unfortunately, after only taking a few steps, Xingnuo's legs ran out of strength and he knelt on the carpet, unable to get up.
He moved his short arms and struggled for a while, but his eyelids became even heavier.
After coughing twice, Xingnuo's face became redder and he was about to close his eyes in the next second.
The next moment, Xingnuo Fate's neck was lifted up again and he was suspended in the air, with his little hands and feet hanging down weakly.
He raised his little head with great effort and turned to look back.
Wen Xingxue broke the "no going to the second floor" rule set by Chen Wen, and has been hunted by the monsters in the entire castle for a whole day.
No matter how strong a person is, he will feel tired when facing monsters that keep coming.
Wen Xingxue thought about it and ran back to the second floor to hide.
As soon as I came up, I saw the little cub sleeping on the carpet.
"You sleep on the carpet?"
What kind of fetish is this?
Xingnuo's little head was dizzy at the moment. His feet couldn't touch the ground and he felt like he was floating in the clouds.
He coughed twice, looked at the strange older brother in front of him, and answered softly:
"The kid isn't asleep."
He just wanted to go... where?
Xingnuo's mind went blank. He tried hard to think, but couldn't remember what he wanted to do.
Wen Xingxue still had a cold and murderous look on his face. He held the cub in the air, dangling it as if he were holding a small figurine.
With his head lowered, Wen Xingxue brought his cold and pale face closer to Xingnuo.
He stretched out his fingers and gently opened Xingnuo's eyes, which were half closed due to sleepiness.
"Your eyes...are very similar to mine."
Wen Xingxue finally remembered where the familiarity in the little guy's eyes came from.
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